[Midoriya Izuku]

"I-I re-eally sh-shouldn't, Kacchan…" I tried my best to reason with him, but my words kept stumbling as I panicked.

Kacchan's expression suddenly changed into a serious one. I gulped very hard. 'I called out to him in a very bad moment, so bad, that he's starting to scare me. What had made Kacchan this angry, anyway? I've never seen him like this…'

Kacchan's grip on my wrist tightened, and he pulled me closer to him. His face was then only inches away from mine as he looked at me with those piercing red eyes of his.

"Say it."

I abruptly shook my head in disagreement. 'Confessing in this kind of situation would only lead to just about everything worse than rejection. I had to let him cool down, somehow. But how am I suppose to escape him? I just dug my own grave.'

"Won't talk?" He slowly stated. When I didn't reply, Kacchan started pulling me along as he walked.

I tried getting my wrist back, but he was just too strong. I kept resisting as I began fearing that he would start to beat me up, but my train of thought stopped when we entered a house. His house, to be specific. I was still processing why on earth we were in Kacchan's house, and didn't realize that he was already dragging me up stairs.

He pushed me inside a room, where I almost stumbled on my own feet, but managed to get my balance back as he entered the room next and closed the door in a slam. I heard a click, a sign that he had locked the door.

I gulped and stood frozen in fear. Kacchan was a few feet away from me, he was still as well. Anxiety began blooming in me, and sweat slowly rolling down my temple. My heart was also pumping fast, too fast, causing me to have a hard time breathing. I couldn't utter a single word when I felt my throat go dry all of a sudden.

"Hey…Deku."

I flinched when he spoke. It sent shivers all over my body, the way he said it in a whisper. Even if I wanted to ask him what it was, no word came out of my mouth.

Kacchan began to walk closer to me, and I instinctively backed away. He didn't stop and I didn't either, but then I yelped when something hit the back of my legs, making me stumble back and land on something soft. I panicked knowing what it was/realizing that it was Kacchan's bed.

I raised the upper half of my body, but Kacchan was already in front of me, looming my whole being under him. He had a smirk on his face while he removed his neck tie with just his index and middle fingers. My heart rate increased.

"You will hang out with me, whether you like it or not."

He grabbed my wrist and pulled it up to his bedpost. He took my other wrist and tied both of them on the bedpost with his necktie almost instantly. I couldn't react on time and I even tried to struggle to break free from his tie, but it only hurt as it tightened around my wrists with each tug.

"K-Kacchan…what are you doing?" My voice broke, I was terrified.

Kacchan didn't listen to me and tore my uniform open. My cheeks burned from embarrassment. My chest was exposed and I felt uncomfortable when something chilly touched my skin. I was getting scared of what he was about to do to me. Bunch of ideas began swimming in my thoughts, wishing that none of them came true. I squirmed a little.

"Kacchan, please untie me," I said, fear now spread throughout my entire being.

He gazed at me and had this expression that asked me if I was stupid or what. "And why the hell would I do that, fuckface?" Kacchan asked me that and I knew at that moment…

'…This is not Kacchan who's in front of me. This person is someone else. And even if he has the appearance of Kacchan, I know he's not the one I'm looking at right now.'

I struggled, but it only gave me more pain. I shouted at him to stop, but my words were not heard. I cried while begging him to stop, but he continued doing things I began to hate.

I felt tortured. I felt it had gone for hours. I felt complete agony.

Everything ended when I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I blinked a few times before I registered my surroundings. I was wondering, 'Why am I in someone else's room?' My throat felt dry and kind of sore, and my eyes hurt a little, and my body felt numb.

Then, memories started flooding in my mind. The events that happened yesterday came back like electricity. My hands immediately went on my face and uncontrollable tears began flowing out of my eyes. I was crying silently.

Leave.

Hurry!

With that sudden thought in my mind, I wiped the tears away before glancing at my side. The person who I loved most had his bare back turned to me, the person who played with me for an unknown reason.

My chest started to hurt just looking at his back, so I averted my gaze and carefully got out of the bed. I winced when a sharp pain struck my lower body, but that didn't stop me. I weakly picked up my clothes that were scattered on the floor and immediately put them back on. I didn't need to be picky when all I needed was to get out of that house.

When I was finished dressing myself, I carefully twisted the doorknob, but Kacchan did not wake up. I didn't want anymore trouble. I wanted to be away from him. My chest felt heavy, and I had to bite my lower lip in order to not break down while I was still in his house. I felt miserable.

'…I'm not a girl. Why am I acting like one? I'm so stupid. So pathetic.'

I was limping as I got out safely and noticed that it was still dark. The cold morning breeze still gave me tingles, nonetheless. Painful tingles. My eyes stung, hot tears flowed down my face once again.

'No, Izuku. Stop. You can't cry like a baby outside! Be strong. Your home's just near. A little bit more!' I urged myself and harshly wiped my tears away.

'My mom must be worried sick. If she sees me in this kind of situation, she might get hurt.' I didn't want that to happen. What happened that night was enough, and I didn't want to add on to my suffering.

I had to hurry.

I got to our apartment and slowly, yet very carefully, opened the door. When I opened the door, darkness filled our small hallway, until there was a light coming from the living room at the end of it.

I was hoping that mom was asleep so that I could head straight to my room, yet the light on made me think, 'Mom wouldn't leave the living room's light on all night. Unless…' I feared the idea I just thought and slowly peeked in the living room. I searched for any sign of mom, and saw her figure laying on the couch asleep.

Mom never slept on the couch.

I tiptoed my way near her, and noticed her eyes were a little bit swollen. Guilt was biting me now. I hurried out of the living room to get a blanket from the cabinet. I got back and gently covered her body with said blanket. She slept soundly and this made me smile, at least.

Turning off the living room's light, I headed to the bathroom to clean myself. I cried a little in there, and was still keeping in mind not to make too much noise for mom not to wake up. After taking a bath and putting new clothes on, I spent the day entirely in my room. I wrote a letter for my mom to read, and placed it on the floor just outside of my room.

I was going to skip school, just this once. I needed some time alone.

[3rd Person POV]

It was seven in the morning when Izuku's mother awoke. She sat up groggily, her sight doing its best to adjust. She flinched when she felt something that used to be covering her fall to the floor. She looked at it and processed it for a moment before her son popped up in her mind.

She hurriedly looked everywhere in the apartment and when she came to his room, she noticed a paper laying on the floor.

She read it: 'Mom, I'm back. Sorry for worrying you, but I'm feeling unwell today. I'm skipping school. I'm sorry.'

She looked at it in confusion, but only felt worried. This had never happened, and it definitely made her worried about her son's health. Izuku can get selfish, but she thought that something must have happened, so she decided to wait for her son to be ready. For however long it took.

"Hmm…Midoriya's absent?" Aizawa Shouta asked the class in confusion when only one seat was left empty (Midoriya Izuku's seat.).

He was checking his student's attendance, and noticed that it was first time Izuku was absent. He thought to himself, 'Maybe he's just a little tardy. But class started five minutes ago, and Midoriya's always on time.'

The fact that there was no given note of him being absent for the day made him curious. The class began muttering about what happened to him, asking their seatmates if they ever knew Izuku's whereabouts, but no one did.

"Iida-kun, I'm worried about Deku." Uraraka tapped the shoulder of the person in front of her and said that with concern.

The boy with glasses turned his head and crossed his arms. "I am, too. If only we hadn't separated with him yesterday, then we might've known the cause. I just wonder, what happened to him…?" he said as he thought of possiblities that could have made their absent friend, absent.

"How about we visit him later?" The young girl suggested.

Before Iida Tenya could even give her a reply, their teacher spoke up.

"Enough." Aizawa told the class, and everyone went silent. "An absence is an absence. We'll know if he attends tomorrow if we see him tomorrow." he said with no interest in his tone, but deep down inside, he was wondering what happened to his student.

Aizawa left the room after finishing his attendance check, and let them wait for their next teacher. The moment the door closed, the class became the human embodiments of a noise disturbance.

Kirishima Eijirou stood up, and headed to the ash blond boy known as Bakugo Katsuki, who was sitting boredly at his seat.

"Oi, Bakugo!" the red head greeted out loud, getting Katsuki's attention. "You have any idea what happened to Midoriya?"

"Like hell I fucking know. I don't give a shit about that fucking nerd," he growled in response.

Kirishima chuckled, and crossed his arms on his chest.

"Hey, maybe he's with that girl we saw with him yesterday. Remember? At the coffee shop? Maybe it's Midoriya's girl, bro." Kaminari Denki joined in, both hands stuffed in his pockets.

Kirishima gasped, agreeing with him. "Yeah! And she was pretty hot. She must be a rich kid or somethin'," He stated with envy.

"And they were talking so sweetly and laughing. Woah, I'm jealous!"

Katsuki ignored them as he thought to himself. He was also wondering why Izuku had disappeared the day before. He even looked around his entire house for him, and asked his mother if she had seen the smaller boy, but no.

It's true that he did something bad to him, and Katsuki admits it. But, disappearing so suddenly made Katsuki actually worried. But nonetheless, it is his fault that Izuku might be upset because of what he had done to him.

Katsuki actually couldn't control himself at that moment, when he was suddenly called out by Izuku. And he had no idea what had driven him to the point that he had hurt/took his anger out on Izuku, no matter how much time he spent thinking on it. Then he just decided to see what would happen the next day, if Izuku ever came back to school or not. Hes also thought about visiting Izuku's apartment, to see if he was there. However, Katsuki dropped the idea, as he couldn't bring himself to see himself actually doing it.

[Midoriya Izuku]

"Izuku! I'm going shopping for dinner." Mom knocked on the door and informed me.

I hummed in response, just loud enough for her to hear.

Her footsteps began to fade away, and I heard the faint sound of a door closing. I was still laying on my bed with a thick blanket covering my whole body, laying silently and looking at nothing.

The whole place was really silent as I thought to myself, 'Since I'm alone, I could go outside of my room. I've been laying here for hours, thinking about what should I do with my life right now.' So I decided to get up.

I slowly sat up. My eyes still felt swollen and when I raised my head, I saw myself in the mirror stand just on the other side of my room. I looked so miserable. My eyes were bloodshot, my nose red, and my hair was messier than it ever.

'What am I crying for that forced me to be absent from school anyway?…Well, it was probably what happened to me…' Kacchan did something to me that day, that made me really upset and hurt. I didn't know if he knew my feelings for him or not, but at that moment, I felt used.

I shook my head to stop my thoughts. I didn't know I was this sensitive.

My body was still so sore and tired. I ate my breakfast, which mom had brought to me so I could eat in my room, yet I had no energy. I forced myself up to go to the door.

I got outside and walked in our small hallway, leaning onto the wall for support when my feet suddenly stopped midway. My vision got blurry, and my head felt extremely dizzy. I held my head and groaned softly.

'Must be because I stayed in my room almost half of the day', I told myself before pushing myself off the wall and continuing my walk when I knew I could move again. I was about to head for the living room to watch tv, but out of the blue, I felt sick.

So I ran toward the bathroom instead. My knees fell when I was in front of the toilet, and there I emptied my stomach. It was horrible and painful, but I clenched my fists to endure the feeling. When I felt I was finished, I weakly flushed the toilet and rested on the floor for a moment to catch my breath. I still felt sick as I was panting. 'Why did I vomit? Did I eat something that's expired? And why am I feeling so tired?'

I then slowly stood up to head for the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I took a pitcher of water, and poured some of its contents into a glass I had gotten out of the cabinet beforehand. As I was gulping it down, the door bell ranged.

'Who could it be?' I thought. 'Mom can't be back this early, and she didn't tel me about anyone coming by…'

Still, walking for the door, taking my time, I grabbed the knob and slowly opened it. I opened it just a little, however, and peeked at who was outside.

"Deku!" I flinched when a female voice shouted.

"U-Uraraka-san?!" I exclaimed it, but my cry came out sounding oddly weak and low.

"Iida-kun is also here!" Uraraka moved a little away to reveal Iida behind her. He waved his hand in gesture to me.

"Iida-kun too? What brings you guys here?" I asked them and opened the door a little bit wider.

"Well, you wer abse- oh my god! Deku, what happened to you?!" Uraraka exclaimed in surprise as she covered her mouth and stared at me in horror.

"Your eyes are swollen, and you looked really pale, Midoriya," Iida stated with concern.

I knew this would be their reaction, but I didn't care at the time because my head still felt dizzy. "I…I'm just…feeling sick…that's all."

"You can tell us what you need, Deku." They tried urging me, seeing that I was hiding the real reason I was like that from.

I looked at them tiredly. "Yeah…I guess I could te…" my words were not finished when my vision turned black.